Apolo Adrii grips Andrey Vic’s waist, his dark hair framing a tattooed forearm that wraps tight around his partner’s smooth, muscular back as they press together in a kiss, hands digging into the other’s skin, mouths open in a shared breath. The weight of Adrii’s body pins Vic down, his own tattoos visible where his shirt rides up, while Vic’s smile fades into something hungrier, his lips parting deeper as Adrii’s grip shifts lower, fingers tracing the line of his spine before pulling him closer.
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